Hey! Welcome to Part 1 of The Wrath of Koga! This story is set after the first generation Pokemon games (Red, Blue, Yellow, Green) but before the second (Gold, Silver, Crystal). Please enjoy, and don't forget to leave a comment if you'd like to see more. Thanks!
The Wrath of Koga
Part I
It wasn't unusual to run into crowds in Fushcia; being a city that was home to many of the most popular landmarks in the country. The Kanto Pokemon Zoo, the expansive Safari Zone national park, and beautiful costal beaches attracted visitors from all over, but today the streets were especially jam-packed for no reason other than the weather happened to be pleasant.
At the busy Fuchsia City Pokemon Center, people waited in long lines with their injured, sick, and tired Pokemon as nurses quickly handled the needs of each trainer with kind, professional attitudes. Others simply came to visit the cafe in order to relax, meet new people, and share information about the different places and Pokemon they encountered in their travels.
A pair automatic doors slid open. After a few moments, heads began to turn and people began to chatter excitedly amongst themselves as Koga, leader of the official Pokemon League Fuchsia City Gym, walked through the entrance.
On the surface, Koga could appear to be quite intimidating; being an expert martial artist in the field of ninjitsu, and a speciallist with Pokemon of the poison-type. Those who knew him had nothing but respect and admiration for the esteemed gym leader, as Koga had proven himself time and time again to be a noble, trustworthy man, in addition to being a caring father to his young daughter, Janine.
Today he wore a crisp collared shirt with slacks, which was an interesting sight for onlookers. Most people had only seen him on television or in magazines wearing his full ninja uniform. Of course that was simply his work attire, and Koga did indeed wear casual clothing durring his time off.
He headed up the escalator, towards the Pokemon trading area of the second floor, followed a respectful distance by the curious crowd of onlookers. Koga crossed the room and walked over to a man that was already standing by the registration desk. The man wore a beige suit, carried a back briefcase, and had both the appearance, and enthusiastic demenor of a salesman.
"Leader Koga! It's an honor to finally meet you in person!" The salesmen shook Koga's hand hard and fast as the dignified gym leader smiled neverously, trying to keep hold of the man's wildly moving grip.
"The pleasure's all mine," he replied. "I appreciate you coming such a long way to be here today." The salesman waved off his remark.
"It's no trouble at all. My job requires me travel constantly anyway. That's how I'm able to offer such a unique selection of goods..." The man smiled broadly and held up his case. "In addition to rare and exotic Pokemon. Shall we...?"
Koga and the salesman were taken behind the counter to an open trading room that simply contained two chairs and a large machine that was used to officially re-register traded Pokemon to new trainers, as per Pokemon League regulations. Similar to the Bill's PC operating system, these machines were compatible with the technology found inside pokeballs, and were the only way people were legally permitted to exchange Pokemon.
"Would you like to see it first?" The salesman asked, holding a great-ball variety pokeball in his hand.
"Please, if you wouldn't mind." Koga answered politely.
"CROBAT! Come out!" The salesman clicked the button on the front of the red, blue, and white sphere, and the top half popped open in his hand. After a momentary flash, a rapidly flapping, flying, purple Pokemon appeared in the room with series of screeches. It had a bat-like appearance with no head to speak of; it's face was simply on the front of the upper part of it's body. Above the face, which was noseless with a mouth full of clenched teeth that always seemed to be exposed, two pointed ears stood straight upwards, twitching along with any sounds they heard, but one of the most unique things about the creature was that it had four wings, an unusual thing for a non-insect type Pokemon.
Koga stood speechless for a moment. He recognized in this Pokemon traits he was quite familiar with, having helped train several Zubat and Goldbat throughout his career, but even over the correspondence he had with the traveling trader, he never fully believed the man was in possesion of a Pokemon he had never seen before.
Koga held a hand out to the Crobat, and waited for it to approach him; a simple gesture of trust when meeting a new Pokemon, and within a short time Crobat flapped over and inspected his hand, flapping faster as it did. "Amazing..." Koga said to himself, marveling at the unfamiliar Pokemon.
"The Goldbat found in the Johto region are able to evolve to a further stage than the ones found here in the caves of Kanto." The salesman explained. "I'm not quite sure the reason, but I think Crobat's evolution might have something to with the stress level of their enviornment. You only find them in peaceful areas, or with extra attentive trainers." The gym leader continued to watch Crobat right up until the moment the trader withdrew it using the pokeball's return function.
"So, would you be interested in any sort of trade, Leader Koga?"
Koga returned to the Fushcia Gym in good spirtits. Back at the Pokemon Center he had traded one of his Scyther for the newly discoved Crobat. Not only was Scyther an extremely hard Pokemon to find, but it was strong as well, this particular one having a power index level of almost 70. His senior students were waiting by the entrance for his return, and bowed respectfully as he approached.
"Welcome back!" The five assistant instructors said in unison, all of them wearing the traditional, tightly wrapped cloth uniform of the ninja. Koga returned the bow, allowing the group to stand at-ease.
"How did the trade go Master? Did they really have a newly discovered pokemon with them?" One of Koga's more excitable students asked. The gym leader gave a satisfied smirk and removed the great-ball from his holster belt.
"Why not see for yourse-" He was suddenly cut short by the sound of a wild yell comming from the air above him.
"YAAAAAAAAH HOOOOOOOO!"
Before Koga's ninja reflexes could react, a small figure had landed ontop of his head, quickly moving into position to hang off of his shoulders. Having been caught off guard, Koga accidently tossed the ball he was holding, releasing Crobat to the awe of his students.
"Daddddd-eeeeee!" Janine squeeled, sqeezing her father's neck tightly. Koga breathed a sigh of relief and found himself once again impressed by his daughter's natural acrobatic abilities, and how she was able to sneak up on him without fail on a regular basis. As an experienced ninja master, he should have been almost impervious to all supprise attacks, but for this 7 year old girl, it was as easy as playing a game. In a single fluid motion, Janine flipped herself over her father's shoulders and landed in his arms, a pouty expression on her face.
"Did you really have to trade Choppy away today, daddy?" The little girl asked, Choppy being her nickname for the Scyther Koga had exchanged earlier. The gym leader felt his heart sink a bit. Trading Pokemon wasn't uncommon, or even a very dramatic occurrence in today's day and age, but there was a particular attachment involved when trading a Pokemon one had put so much time and care into training.
"Don't worry dear," Koga said assuredly. "Choppy was one of the toughest Pokemon I've ever trained. I'm sure he'll find a new trainer that will help him become even stronger! He may even come back one day to battle for a Soul Badge!" He explained optimistically, raising young Janine up, and giving her a seat on his shoulder.
"Well if he does come back, I hope he beats you up!" She said teasingly, sticking her tounge out as a taunt. They both looked up at Crobat, who was able to glide around smoothly in the open space and high ceiling of the Fuchsia City Gym.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Janine asked, her head moving as her stare followed the speedy Pokemon around the room.
"It's a female," Koga informed her.
"Ohhhhh..." She was slient for a moment. "So is it a boy or girl?"
As they admired Crobat, the entrance doors opened again. Three men wearing police uniforms stepped inside. They were met immediately by the senior students, who after shortly conversing with the officers, appeared concerned.
"Master Koga," One of the students approached the gym leader and his daughter, and took a knee. "The Fuchsia City Police are here. They say they require your assistance..."
"Hm?" Koga turned to face the officers. They did indeed carry expressions of grave concern, and appeared to be exhausted.
"Very well then..." Koga lifted Janine off his shoulder and placed her on the ground. "I have some work to do now dear." He explained to her apologetically. The young girl groaned.
"I knoooooow..."
Koga affectionately put his hand on the top of hear head.
"Why don't you try to see if you're fast enough to catch Crobat for me?" The ninja master challenged his daughter.
"Allllllriigghht!" She shouted loudly, pumping her tiny fist in the air before hopping away in almost 5 foot bounds.
As he watched his daughter leap out of sight, Koga turned around and suddenly threw a small object on the ground in front himself. In an instant he was completely concealed by a ploom of white smoke. Within a few seconds, as if blown away by a gust of wind, the fog cleared away. In it's place stood Fushcia City Gym Leader Koga; his wardrobe completely changed to his iconic ninja uniform. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest and, all traces of his fatherly tenderness from before had vanished.
"Gentlemen, how may I be of service?"
Time to get NINJA serious! Thanks for reading. If you dig the tale so far, dont be afraid to let me know. LATER.
